The Princess's Notebook

Seeing the person recognized her, Shiqi Niang stood up with a start and looked around. She was surrounded by water on three sides, and on the other side, the young man stood with a smile, waiting for her.

Heaven doesn't care and Bodhisattva doesn't bless you.

Shiqi Niang pretended to be calm and said, "My dear, what a coincidence, you are also coming to the Queen's Thousand Years Banquet?"

Before Zhao Feiran could say anything, Supervisor Song stepped in front of him and shouted, "How dare you do this..." Before he could finish his words, Zhao Feiran pulled him away with a "humph". Supervisor Song was very smart and returned to Zhao Feiran's side, watching everything with a smile.

Zhao Feiran took a step forward, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "Young lady, what do you think should be done about the last incident?"

Although he was smiling, there was no smile in the corners of his eyes or eyebrows, and the slightly raised corners of his lips seemed to be about to bring on a storm.

Shiqi Niang was not stupid. She retreated silently until there was no place to retreat. She pretended to be clueless and said, "What last time?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Zhao Feiran and the eunuch Song behind him. This master was wearing a moon-white round-necked robe, which was bright and shining, and was obviously made of excellent material. In addition, the jade pendant on his waist was transparent and elegant. Even though she was not very good at seeing, she could still feel that it was unusual.

I sighed in my heart, how could I be so blind that I thought this guy was a eunuch? This guy, served by eunuchs in fancy clothes, how could he be a eunuch?

Thinking of this, Shiqi Niang was filled with fear.

He stammered, "Last time, last time, neither you nor I got any benefits. Let's just forget about it, okay?"

Zhao Feiran remained silent, making the young lady feel like a prey caught in a trap, about to be disemboweled and eaten.

When she felt a chill down her spine, she heard Zhao Feiran whisper, "How could I remember that I didn't offend the young lady. Instead, it was the young lady who stood high up in the library and said that I was bad and bullied others. This matter, young lady, you don't remember it."

Shiqi Niang paused. Why did she still care about the building? Shouldn’t it be the same thing as the last time she appeared in her dream and pulled the person into the lake?

She said vaguely, "No, no, anyone who has seen a young master like you will never forget him. Of course I remember him."

"Well, how do you want to make amends? If you dare to slander me, I should have killed you earlier."

The young lady had to bow her head under the eaves. She stepped forward, bowed, and apologized in a gentle voice: "Please forgive me, young master. I was ignorant before and said something I shouldn't have said. I don't know the etiquette. I hope you will be magnanimous and don't hold it against me."

The young man looked up and asked Song Dajian to clean up the stone pier. After laying a soft cushion on it and ordering some tea and snacks, he sat down.

He asked leisurely and elegantly, "What if I don't forgive?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Song Dajian, who was pouring tea, seemed to have heard something he shouldn't have heard. His hand suddenly trembled and a few drops of tea spilled.

Zhao Feiran scolded: "You fool! Go guard outside."

After receiving the order, Song Dajian apologized and waited on the side path. Thinking carefully, he knew the temperament of his own prince. He had served him since he was a child and knew it very well. Although the prince was unforgiving, it was rare for him to hold someone's hand and not let go after he had apologized. So, his hands were faster than his brain and he acted out this scene. In this way, this deep and quiet place was freed up.

Seeing Zhao Feiran drive away Song Dajian with just one sentence, Shiqi Niang became more and more uneasy. She didn't dare to sit down, but stood quietly beside the stone table, thinking about how to deal with it.

However, Zhao Feiran had been waiting for a long time, so he would not give anyone a chance. "What if I don't let you go?"

The scent of tea and the sweetness of fruits and snacks suddenly lost their original flavor in this sentence of unforgiveness, becoming pungent and sour. Shiqi Niang was at a loss, and stood there in a daze, watching him drink tea elegantly. For a moment, her heart was beating fast. Suddenly, she had an idea, and thought of this man in a dream, who was very easy to coax.

She said boldly, "I am already here. You can do whatever you want to me, young master. I am a young lady from a humble family. I am not valued by my family. I don't have a father or brother who is a man of great stature to protect me. Anyway, no one is looking after me. You can do whatever you want to me."

Zhao Feiran argued angrily, "Who bullied you? Is there any need for you to cry and complain?"

Shiqi Niang sniffed, as if she was holding back tears. "You... young master, you dress like this, and you have a eunuch serving you. I can't even bring a little maid into the palace, and you still bully me. Besides, you are so beautiful, with a face like a crown of jade, and a graceful figure. They say that you can't judge a person by appearance. I think the more beautiful a person is, the more difficult it is to bully others. You tell me," Shiqi Niang tilted her head to look at him, as if to confirm that this man was indeed extraordinary, "you tell me, a young master like you, whose identity, status, and appearance are all top-notch, how can I...how can I deal with you?"

Zhao Feiran was impatient, very impatient, but he didn't know how to speak. If he spoke louder, he was afraid that the tears that seemed to be there and not there in the corners of the young lady's eyes would fall. If he spoke louder, he was afraid that he would become a playboy who took advantage of his status and position to bully others in her eyes.

Neither left nor right, Zhao Feiran did not even breathe a sigh of relief. He turned his head and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you come and get some tea!"

The innocent supervisor Song bent forward to pour tea and arrange snacks. Finally, he bent back to guard. His movements were so quick that it seemed as if he was afraid that Zhao Feiran would see the faint smile on his lips.

This is truly a new and unprecedented thing in Kyoto.

His Highness, who had always looked down on the young lady, was being controlled by someone and did not dare to get angry. Song Dajian did not dare to look at the excitement, but stood there holding his breath and listening quietly.

At one point, the young lady's voice became weak again, as if she was frightened by Zhao Feiran's words that had just scolded Song Dajian. She said, "You still say you don't bully people, but that eunuch must have followed you since he was a child. If you scold me so harshly, how can I survive? Young Master, I... you... please be kind and forgive me this time. I... really won't dare to do it again. If we meet again in the future, no... if it is possible, I will definitely stay away from you."

Hearing this, Zhao Feiran felt uncomfortable, and wanted to say, "Why do you mean never see you again?" But before he could say it, he felt weird. He played with the teacup, turning it over and over, not knowing what to say.

That's not what he meant.

After thinking for a while, not wanting to let the young lady misunderstand again, he said coldly: "Come, have a snack."

Shiqi Niang was puzzled, the tears in her eyes swirled around, and she was about to fall, "My dear, are you going to forgive me?"

Zhao Feiran nodded stiffly.

The young lady climbed up the pole, sat opposite to him like the wind, and pinched a grape in her hand, "Don't laugh at me for being ignorant, what is this?"

The young man raised the corner of his mouth to the air and said, "Grapes from the Western Regions as tribute." "Grapes for the legendary grape wine?" Her eyes were clear and full of curiosity.

Seeing her laughing, Zhao Feiran smiled unconsciously, "Why, your family business is not big, you don't even have this?"

Shiqi Niang looked him up and down. "I wonder if you have heard of the Prince's Palace in Xuandefang, Kyoto. The family business is not big, and there are many children. My father is just a minor official, so naturally life is difficult. But, so what? I grew up well, and I was able to enter the palace and have such experience. It is a blessing to meet you."

As if he didn't believe it, he asked, "You accused me of bullying people not long ago, how come you changed your words in less than half an incense stick of time?" Zhao Feiran secretly glanced at the young lady while eating grapes.

She held her chin with one hand and moved her other hand over the teacup, talking about her sufferings without taking anything to heart. For a moment, Zhao Fei didn't know whether to praise her for being open-minded or to call her heartless.

"It's a different time now. We just met unexpectedly, and you came to me and made trouble for me. I felt that I couldn't leave properly. But now you invite me to have some snacks and say that you will let bygones be bygones. I am in a good mood. You are not only good-looking, but also have a good temper. You will definitely become a big official in the future and benefit the people."

I haven't forgotten how to make people happy.

"You ignorant young lady, how can you judge whether a young man is good or not just by appearance? Did your elders teach you how to judge people?"

As she took a bite of the grape, a sweet taste filled her heart. Shiqi Niang congratulated herself in her heart: Hey, I thought I would have to wait for a long time, but you've taken the bait. I'll make you happy.

"What are you talking about? No matter how incompetent my elders are, they would never teach me to distinguish people and things in this way. I just remembered these words when I saw you. I heard them say that Wei Shiqilang is handsome and a model of young men in Kyoto. I have never seen him, so I can't tell the difference. But now that I have seen you, I have the insight to distinguish these words."

Zhao Feiran just stared at the person and smiled without interrupting.

"Rumor has it that Wei Shiqilang looks a bit like a boy or a girl, and it's hard to tell whether he is androgynous. Even if he has practiced martial arts for many years and is very brave, he has lost his masculinity and cannot be a role model for Kyoto boys."

The smile became more and more obvious, and Zhao Feiran completely forgot the purpose of his visit. He followed the young lady's words and asked, "Oh, then tell me, if you regret it when you see Shiqilang." He raised his hand to signal Song Dajian to call Wei Shiqilang over.

Shiqi Niang said firmly, "Why do you regret it? My husband looks like a fairy under the moon, just like..."

"That's all. There's no need to be so deliberate in your flattery."

It's over. She's been seen through. Shiqi Niang chuckled and said, "Although these words are somewhat deliberate, they are also somewhat sincere."

"Really?" Zhao Feiran handed over the grapes. "Are you doing this for the sake of the grapes, or for the sake of the storybook?"

Shiqi Niang's heart suddenly skipped a beat. How much did this person remember?

"What storybook? I didn't snatch the storybook from the young man in Huili Building." She denied it flatly.

"That's true, but which book did you take those words of praise from?"

Not knowing whether this guy was doubting her sincerity or testing her, Shiqi Niang said, "Of course I am sincere. Reading storybooks is just a hobby. No one uses it to talk about it or use it as a reference for their actions."

Perhaps he finally confirmed that her praise was sincere, Zhao Feiran handed over two more pieces of melon.

Not expecting it to be so easy, Shiqi Niang began to test what this person remembered.

"Thank you. If you don't mind, I have a question and I hope you can help me solve it."

"Say it."

"I was blind and offended the young master in Huili Tower. Judging from the way he is dressed, he must not be from an ordinary family. It should be very easy for him to find out who I am. Why did you come here today?"

"You cunning girl, you say I'm petty?!" Zhao Feiran asked back harshly.

"That's not the case, that's not the case. My dear, let me explain..." What to explain? What to make up? After taking a bite of the melon, Shiqi Niang came up with a plan. "The incident at Huili Tower happened at the March Literary Meeting. It's been a while. I thought you didn't take it to heart. But I'm a little confused. Did you bring it up again just now because you were in a bad mood, or because you encountered some difficulties?"

"What's it got to do with you!" Zhao Feiran shouted sternly.

After her guess was settled, Shiqi Niang continued, "Hey, I was thinking that something had happened to my husband. For example, he was forced to get engaged by the queen like the Crown Prince."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Feiran glanced at Shiqi Niang fiercely, and saw that she was only concentrating on eating honeydew melon with her head down, and had no other expression at all. He guessed that she was just joking and did not know his identity.

Even so, he was still annoyed when he heard about the engagement, "Who told you that I'm getting engaged? Put your brain away and stop thinking about it. I'm not very smart to begin with, and I can't keep wasting my time like this."

The sarcasm in his words went in one ear and out the other to Shiqi Niang, who only heard him say that he had never said he was going to get engaged.

Great joy, great joy to the whole world.

It turns out that I only remember what happened in my dream. It's easy, easy, I've already ignored the previous words in Huililou, and I'll just leave it alone as for the future words of the book and the eunuchs. There's nothing to be afraid of.

Therefore, she smiled and agreed, "Thank you for the reminder, my dear."

Zhao Feiran punched the cotton and said, "You..."

You are so naughty and weird, why don't you speak?
(End of this chapter)